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Chapter 569 Crying all over the place

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    Feng Jun found out. Zhuang Haoyun and his wife's eyes were full of expectation, but the little guy had a suspicious look.

    But he was too lazy to speak. He raised his hand and held down one of the opponent's legs, sending a stream of spiritual energy into it.

    "Ahit hurts so much," Zhuang Zesheng couldn't help but take a breath, and then cried out happily, "Mom, I can feel it, it hurts a bit, it feels a bit hot"

    As he yelled, tears flowed from the corners of his eyes. The next moment, he couldn't help but burst into tears, "Woo my legs are mine again."

    His lower body not only lost the ability to move, but also lost the pain nerves. The only tactile nerves he retained were a little bit. When he was pressed hard, he could feel someone touching him.

    "It's normal to feel pain," Feng Jun straightened up and "took off his clothes."

    In recent days, Zheng Yang has been relatively cold, but no one questioned what he said.

    Soon, Zhuang Zesheng was stripped down to only his trousers. Although he was skin and bones, his body was very clean, which showed that his parents still paid great attention to helping him clean his body.

    Feng Jun was a little surprised, but this was a good thing. He didn't have to endure nausea to massage the other person.

    His hands were warm and strong, and after a while of massaging, Zhuang Zesheng actually began to hum in comfort.

    After pressing the front and back for about ten minutes each, Feng Jun took out a pill and said, "Open your mouth!"

    When Zhuang Haoyun saw this dark green pill, he couldn't help but look at each other - this was it.

    After taking the Peiyuan Pill, Feng Jun patted the opponent's body more than a hundred times, turned over, and patted him another hundred times.

    It only lasted five minutes in total. Then he straightened up and said, "Okay, don't urinate in the toilet in the car If necessary, go to the hillside and remember to dig a hole and bury it."

    There are toilets in the luxury bus, but it can easily affect the smell of the bus, especially if the other party is not "one of our own". Feng Jun feels that being able to provide them with a place to rest is an act of kindness.

    Of course, Gu Jiahui and Yang Yuxin were outsiders at the time, but this car originally belonged to someone else!

    Why would the banker care about such a small request?  Seeing Feng Jun get out of the car, Zhuang Haoyun followed him.

    He asked in a low voice, "Master how many days will it take for my son to return to normal? Well, I'm not asking about recovery."

    "Six days," Feng Jun replied very firmly, "I will massage him once a day and take a pill every other day. He should be able to walk on his own on the sixth day Just keep up with the nutrition. You can let him eat as much as he wants.  How much does he eat?"

    He had no intention of controlling the other person's overeating, because Zhuang Zesheng's stomach was also affected by the evil spirit, and it was also a bit rotten. He could not eat much even if he ate to his heart's content, which was in sync with his body's recovery.

    Zhuang Haoyun hesitated and asked, "This medicine should be massaged for about ten minutes after taking it, right?"

    "It seems that you have a good relationship with Mr. Ye," Feng Jun looked at him with a half-smile, and then explained aloud, "That was Mr. Yuan taking medicine. His body functions are shrinking and he needs massage to catalyze the power of the medicine. You  My son doesn¡¯t need it.¡±

    "That's true," Zhuang Haoyun nodded, and then asked after thinking about it, "Then how are the six days of treatment fees calculated?"

    Feng Jun thought about it and then replied, "Ten million a day, I guarantee that your son will be able to walk in six days."

    ¡°In fact, he didn¡¯t even think about how to charge, he just did whatever he wanted.

    There is no Peiyuan Pill to buy in this plane, so of course the price is up to him - the other party is not short of money anyway.

    Zhuang Haoyun was a little confused when he heard it. Sixty million is a lot of money for anyone. Of course, if he treats his son, it is nothing, and he can afford it.

    However, what he originally thought was, if you think it is a bit inconvenient for us to live here for three months, then I will pay according to today's standards every day - you have made money, you can't say it is inconvenient anymore, right?

    But if you pay 10 million per day for three months, it will cost 900 million!  !  !

    Zhuang Haoyun has always believed that problems that can be solved by money are not problems, but at this moment, he really didn't dare to say that because he really couldn't come up with 900 million.

    If he goes bankrupt and sells off his property, he can scrape together 900 million, but he can barely scrape 200 million in cash. With loans, he dares to say that 300 to 500 million is not a problem, but 900 million is really fatal.

    In fact, even if he pays out the 60 million, the cash flow will be greatly reduced. Even if it does not affect the business, he still has to consider the issue of reasonable allocation of other cash.

    Zhuang Haoyun thought about it and asked with a wry smile, "What's the difference between these six days and three months?"?Are you ready?  "

    His mother was still crying loudly, unable to stop her at all, as if she wanted to vent all the suffering she had endured in the past four years.

    Zhuang Zesheng waited for a moment and rolled his eyes, "Oops, my stomach hurts and I want to go to the toilet"

    This method couldn't be more effective. When his mother heard this, her crying suddenly stopped. Although her tears couldn't stop for a while, she asked with great concern, "Is it to relieve the big hand?"

    Zhuang Zesheng originally shouted casually, but the next moment, he felt abdominal pain like cramping, "Oh my god, why does it hurt so much?"

    In the bus, apart from the three bankers, there was a driver named Ge.

    The driver and Zhuang Haoyun took Zhuang Zesheng out of the car, and also brought a wooden chair with a hollowed out center - Zhuang Zesheng sat on this chair to relieve himself for so many years.

    The next moment, a strange smell came out, and Driver Ge couldn't help but tilt his head, "pua~pua~What are you eating, Shengsheng"

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